A country that has suffered a terrible catastrophe needs a way out, and with the coordination of the powerful Sun King Kael'thas, the High Elves finally come to an agreement.

Hawksbill will continue to command the Queldore's Legion, guarding the Dinsom and Queldore Hut to guard the ancestral land for the High Elves who are about to leave Quel'Thalas, and keep an eye on Quel'Thalas's situation, the spread of the Activated Forest is decreasing, but based on the current situation and the activity of the life energy monitored by the mages, in the near future, the forest cover of the entire Quel'Thallas surface will reach an astonishing 100%.

Moreover, those newborn dark forests will also enter a strange state of activation.

In other words, at least for the next ten years, this land where life can be too active is not suitable for life.

The elves of Quel'Thalas, stranded in the southern forests, will be transferred to various countries in the northern frontier, and in the next few days, His Majesty will consult with the Human Empire on this issue, but judging by some of the Sun King's actions, it seems that he does not want to continue to settle his people in the increasingly dangerous northern frontier.

In fact, just after the Sun King reintegrated the Silvermoon Council, in the afternoon of the same day, a group of extremely high-standard emissaries secretly sailed into the Endless Sea on a magical warship of the Quel'Salas Sunsail Fleet with the orders of Kael'thas... No one knew where they had gone, but it must have been another way out of the way Kael'thas was looking for his people.

The transfer of nearly 1.4 million High Elf civilians was destined to take a long time, but fortunately, the Sunsail Fleet, which Quel'Thalas had spent a huge amount of money to build, was not too badly hit by the undead and plants, and this magic-powered fleet had enough time and ability to move the people out of Quel'Thalas's borders.

But now there is another thorny problem in front of the new Sun King... Demon addiction, after the loss of the sunwell, the magic concentration of the entire Quel'Salas is rapidly decreasing, and the high elves gradually feel the magic hunger in their bodies, and the higher the mage, the more difficult it is to adapt to this sudden magic hunger.

In just 2 days, many people had a situation of confusion, which made Kael'thas feel the seriousness of the problem, so after Quel'Thalas's internal affairs had calmed down a little, the Sun King went to Dalaran in person, intending to find ideas and methods to solve the problem of demon addiction in Dalaran's endless collection of books.

Before destroying the Sunwell, Tyrion had told Anastarian that he would uncover the darkest and filthiest side of the High Elven civilization with his own hands, and now it seems that he didn't say much.

For the High Elf exiles who have lost their country and land, the real difficulties have just begun, but the moment of their survival is not far off.

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While the High Elves were busy fleeing their homeland, which had been changed beyond recognition, at the other end of the dense forest, in the northeast corner of the southern forests of Quel'Thalas, between the dark mountains that the elves had chosen to forget, a drastic change was underway.

Amani Troll, the High Elf's greatest rival for thousands of years, is now on a life-or-death stake.

Speaking of Amani trolls, this clan is not simple, although now their territory is only the size of a palm, but in ancient times, Amani trolls have established their own troll empire in the land that has not yet been divided, the Amani troll empire and the southern Gulabash troll empire, which was once one of the most powerful civilizations in the world.

(There are some errors in the previous description of the history of the Gulabash trolls in the Valley of Thorns, the Zandalar Troll Empire should be the last of the three troll empires, the earliest troll empires are the Amani Forest Trolls in the north and the Gulabash Troll Empire in the south, and the Zandalar Troll Clan has a high status during the period when the North and South Empires are juxtaposed, but they appear as prophets and recorders.)

In other words, after the decline of the Amani trolls and the Gulabash trolls, the Zandalar trolls took advantage of the situation and established the last troll empire of Azeroth in Nazmir and Zudasa, but when it came to fighting with the Yaki Zerg Empire, the Northern and Southern Empires did pay a terrible price under the wise leadership of the Zandalar trolls to achieve a difficult victory. ）

Thousands of years ago, the powerful Amani forest trolls almost wiped out the high elves who occupied their sacred ancestral land, and in the end, it was the human Arathor Empire who came to help, and the elves and humans fought the forest trolls together in the south and the north to achieve victory, and that battle also shattered the last dignity of the Amani forest trolls.

The forest trolls have since split and Amani trolls have withdrawn from the stage of history, but they have not stopped resisting, under the command of the previous high priest Zurkin, the Amani trolls will start a war against Quel'Thalas almost every few years, but after Tyrion and Lothmar completely killed Zurkin, Amani trolls have been much quieter in recent years.

But even if the trolls want to live their lives behind closed doors, this hateful world doesn't want to just let them go... The tide of forests that raged from Queldanus Island not only engulfed the tall and majestic Silvermoon City, but also engulfed several towns of the unsuspecting Amani trolls in almost a matter of days after spreading to the southern forests.

Even the last bastion of the Amani trolls, the mountain valley city of Zuaman, built in the mountains, has been surrounded by wildly growing forests, and that's not the worst... The undead, those evacuated from Silvermoon City on the orders of the Lich King, descended along the southeastern coastline and eventually came to the Amani Trolls' sphere of influence.

It is impossible for the Lich King to send the undead soldiers of the Northrend continent to the eastern continent for thousands of miles, and the Undead Scourge needs to "recruit" soldiers on the spot, but unlike the Dark Blade Legion with strict selection conditions, the "appetite" of the Undead Scourge is very good, and any corpse, no matter what race, no matter what appearance, whether it is male or female, they will not refuse.

So, under the blow of many disasters, the Amani troll who was on the verge of extinction... It was in the dark forest that he ushered in his final end.

"Nalorak... Powerful power, unexpectedly... Defeated. ”

A low, resentful roar echoed through the valleys of Zuaman, and under the watchful eye of the Lich King's icy will, the obedient Viku necromancers and Crypt Lords swept across the troll valley with brainless walking corpses, crushing the trolls all the way to the deepest depths of Zuaman, crushed by the terrifying numerical superiority.

Even the powerful priests of the forest trolls, the priests of the Loa, were badly injured in the battle with the undead, and in the entire Amani troll group, the most powerful bear spirit priest Nalorak, the brute troll beloved by the spirit of the giant bear, was torn open by the cryptlord Anubarak in front of the shrine of the god Roa, he worshipped.

There is a big difference in the strength of Loa that the trolls believe in, and Loa, who is only believed by one or two clans like the Spirit of the Giant Bear, is no match for a natural apex predator like Anubrak.

And in the sky, the Falcon and the Flaming Dragon Eagle domesticated by the Amani trolls also tried to break through with the priests in a desperate situation, but the frost dragon that fell from the sky did not give these weak creatures a chance at all, and the cold frost breath almost covered the valley layer after layer, and those tired forest trolls would be killed the moment they came into contact with these cold breaths.

On this battlefield, it seems that the Lich King has no second option for the trolls other than to die in battle... This is the difference between him and Tyrion, he has seen too many disasters that make Neozu lack respect for life, and he is not like Tyrion, who will recruit some warriors in a strange way.

If any troll makes the Lich King look the other way, like the brutal Spirit Bear Priestess Nalorak, a warrior beloved by the Lich King, he will brutally kill him first...

"Click, click"

The tall Viku general, the temporary bearer of the Lich King's will, strode up to the shrine of the Great Bear Spirit, and stood in front of the tragically dead Bear Spirit Priest, backhanding out the icy sword he was carrying behind his back.

It was a two-handed sword with a crystal clear body, one side was open, one side was covered with hideous saw blades on the sword, the gauntlet was carved into the shape of a sheep-headed demon, and there were strange runes engraved on the sword, the whole sword looked very hazy, and the moment the long sword was withdrawn, a cloud of cold mist escaped around the body of the tall Viku general, and his dead body began to be rapidly eroded by ice spikes.

But the undead don't feel pain, and at the whisper of the Lich King, a long sword made entirely of solid ice stabbed into the corpse of the troll at the undead's feet, and the soul... The soul that should have belonged to Loa's arms was forcibly stripped away by this cold long sword, and the soul was cut off and swallowed into the body of the sword.

In the sparkle of the seven runes on the blade, the corpse of the troll spirit bear priest was filled with death energy, and after a while, it slowly stood up from the ground, the hideous wound on the corpse had not yet healed, but in the filling and tumbling of death energy, the corpse had regained the ability to move, and became a loyal servant of the Lich King.

The undead general with Frostmourn took a step back, and his arms with steel gauntlets made a clicking sound, indicating that this body had been eroded to the extreme by the power of the Demon Blade after several uses of Frostmourn, and perhaps soon, the Lich King would have to change its carrier.

This made Naozu very dissatisfied... But the Viku general was one of the toughest bodies he could find in the Northlands, and a more powerful squire would have left the Veku kings who commanded the undead Viku in Storm Bay to hold the Frost Grief... But, frankly, Neozuko doesn't trust the leaders of the Vikus.

Although he had not been in Azeroth for a long time, he had heard stories about Odin and Hela, and Odin and Hela were one of the beliefs shared by all the Vikus... Odin was fine, but Hela, the madwoman who controlled the abyss of hell, wasn't that easy to deal with.

"Looks like we're going to have to find a qualified sword-wielder for Frost Sorrow."

The will of the Lich King escaped in this valley filled with the undead, and the trolls who had been slain by the undead slowly rose from the ground at the call of the Lich King, their bodies stiff and twisted, and at the command of their new master, let out a hoarse and fierce roar, and turned to join the slaughter of their fellow soldiers.

At dawn on the second day of Zuaman's death, the invincible Dakara the invincible Dakara died on the deepest altar of Zuaman, killed by the Bear Priest Nalorak and the Bobcat Priest Harraz, the two undead generals killed the former leader and sacrificed his body to the new master.

Beneath the altar of sacrifice to the gods, the Frost Grief of the Blade of Silence, which exuded endless malice, pierced into the tall body of Overseer Dakara, the last of the pure blood of the Amani trolls, died tragically under the altar, under the gaze of the ubiquitous Loa.

The fall of the Amani Troll Clan has brought 40,000 new warriors to the Lich King, but the Amani Trolls have always had a tradition of cremation, so the Amani Clan does not have a large tomb with an objective number of corpses, so this is not enough... Far from enough.

But now that Quel'Thalas is covered in an eerie living forest, the Lich King will not drive his soldiers to their deaths, so after slaughtering the entire Amani Clan, the Lich King has issued a new order to his Northern Frontier Vanguard.

Led by the Crypt Lord Anubarak, nearly 400,000 undead will descend from the southeastern coast of Quel'Salas, they will cross the mountainous coast of the southern Stratholme region, and finally reach the central region of the northern frontier, from the Wanghai Cliffs of Hinterland, all the way up from east to west, conquer the evil branch trolls of Hinterland, strengthen themselves, and then break through the Eagle's Nest guarded by the Hammer Dwarves all the way to the Hillsbrad Hills...

Exactly the same path the orcs took when they invaded Quel'Thalas years ago.

The Lich King's consciousness was temporarily detached from this army on the Eastern Front, and his cold will was suspended in the dark sky of the Northern Human Empire, looking at the land below with a critical gaze, like a ghost suspended above the Holy Araso Empire.

Neozu could see what a strange future was hidden under this war-torn world, and he knew very well that the cooperation with Tyrion was only based on a shared hatred for the demons, but no matter how strong the hatred was, there would be a day when it would end, and he might not see that day coming, but after he truly died forever, where should the undead go?

Do you really want to pass on your legacy to Tyrion and his Darkblade Legion?

The Lich King pondered this question... He didn't have a proper answer, but he was somewhat reluctant to watch Tyrion and Darkblade control the world like this, and Neozu never forgot who had sent him to his current position of no return.

Yes, he has a lot of hatred for demons, but that doesn't mean he and Tyrion are truly "good friends".

"It's not that easy..."

The Lich King's murmur drifted across the northern sky, like his icy consciousness, slowly dissipating into the cold wind.

"Maybe... Before I leave, I should have caused you some little..."trouble", hehe, the life of the undead is so boring, I should probably give myself... Have some fun. ”